Yarn Along: Camp K2tog

My sister and I just spent an amazing week together, which we planned out for months.  We spent most of our evenings working on Maggie Rabbit kits and knitted dresses for said lucky rabbit.  The rest of our time was spent swimming, eating wonderful food, visiting with a dear friend who drove out to see us, and visiting a yarn shop per day, sometimes two.  I'm working on a post all about them, so stay tuned!  

My finished rabbit got left behind in New Jersey, so the dress will just have to be modeled by this fair lass:

She was lying around without a stitch on when I found her.  She looks much more dignified now, if a little smug.

I'm almost done with Knitting Around--a must-read if you want to know more about Elizabeth Zimmermann's life.

One of my earliest memories has always been of a day when I pestered my mother to teach me how to knit.  The female half of my mother's family knit uninteruptably, and they rather scorned the females of my father's family who knitted exclusively mats and potholders.   

"Well," said my mother, "If you're good all day today, I'll teach you tomorrow."   

A woman of her word she was, so I was GOOD... all day.  The next day, Mummy was sitting in the dining room, knitting around.  I can see that sweater (jersey to us, of course) to this day.  It was bright green, in stocking-stitch, on four needles (no circulars in those days), and destined for me myself.  So I perched on her lap and she put her knitting in front of me.